"Sigh..."
Steward Sun Shiwu sighed and said, "The harvests in the villages have been poor this year. On top of that, all sorts of Demon Fiends are appearing everywhere. Many people have been left with no choice but to become bandits."
"Those bandits are vicious, burning, killing, and plundering—they stop at nothing."
"Naturally."
"The number of refugees has just kept growing."
"Bu Wuyun, Wei Wohu."
The County Magistrate said in a grave voice.
"Your subordinates are here."
"Please give us your orders, County Magistrate."
Bu Wuyun and Wei Wohu bowed.
"The two of you failed to handle matters properly last time. I'll give you a chance to redeem yourselves now."
The County Magistrate issued his command, "I'm putting the refugees outside the city in your hands. There must be no trouble whatsoever. If anything goes wrong, I will hold you responsible."
"Yes, sir."
"As you command."
